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...begins, Drew, as you’ve deftly swung the discussion back to a point I started to make above: Mayer, along with Norah Jones, winner of 3, Alicia Keyes, winner of 4, U2, winners of 3, Springsteen, winner of 1, Maroon 5, and even best alt album winners Wilco are part of this bland, inoffensive slate of artists with an immense populist appeal that never does a whole lot to challenge convention...
...critical tastes of the Academy have seemed bent towards artists of this nature, short on innovation and high on traditionalism. I hesitate to lump Wilco in there, especially because A Ghost Is Born is certainly more experimental than some earlier releases, but look at what it beat out: Björk’s Medulla, Modest Mouse’s Good News for People Who Like Bad News, PJ Harvey’s Uh Huh Her, and Franz Ferdinand’s eponymous release. A Ghost Is Born is just tired Americana and distorted guitar. Franz Ferdinand?...
...Eggers ’99 (drummer/mandolinist and Mather alum) and Altay Guvench ’03 (bassist and Pforzheimer House alum) has constructed a group of strikingly diverse tracks, which share an underpinning sensibility and a roots-rock/Americana vibe that never sounds derivative despite occasional homage to early Wilco, Son Volt or Uncle Tupelo...
This is not as to say that at times the Anomoanon isn’t good at what they do; like My Morning Jacket and Wilco, once upon a time, the Anomoanon straddles the divide between the hipster and jam undergrounds, finding little secure fit in either pigeonhole but appealing to both scenes. Though “Mr. Train” borrows from classic-rock railroad mystique, the music is constantly engaging, especially in the driving percussion and high-hat touches and the smooth vocals. Ned can cover a vocal range without his more celebrated brother’s cracks...
With bands like Wilco reinventing what can be done with American roots music, there’s never an excuse for an album of the genre to sound so recycled: Even after repeated listening, it’s nearly impossible to distinguish songs from The Place You’re In. On top of the dearth of creativity in the production, the lyrics are simplistic and clichéd. The title track features a particularly unfortunate line: “Live baby live / While you still can / I can change the world if you let me be your...